10 April 2016
Fu Hang Doujiang in Taipei
On the first day in Taipei, I was listing to my family what I remember about food. They asked me if I had any place in mind and I told me about a place that Nicholas said I should visit. Basically I told my cousin, I don't know the name of this place but it's like a dou jiang (soy milk) place that has no sign on the street level but people get in long lines for it. I don't know which neighborhood it is in or what street it is on, but I know this magical place has ponies. Immediately he was like, ponies? Oh, that...
